Faced with Soshyan's relaxed question, the governor stumbled and replied:
"Sir...Sir, everything is still under control...under control. Order will be restored soon."
"I know that all your troops have been taken away. It's excusable. It's cold on your knees on this golden floor. Please get up."
The voice was deep and rich, with a kind of majesty like a monarch. Everyone obeyed almost instinctively and stood up one after another, but still lowered their heads slightly. The same was true for O'Brien.
"Are there any cultists here?"
Upon hearing Soshyan's inquiry, O'Brien quickly responded humbly.
"No... yes, there is a small group, but it is not a big deal. It is the key target of the Ministry of Justice."
"Are there genestealers?"
"Well..."
The Governor glanced to the side. He had only heard of Genestealers, but had never really understood them. Fortunately, there was a Mechanic Priest there who was also his advisor, and the other party immediately answered on his behalf.
"Currently, no abnormal activity has been detected in this galaxy."
"Without cultists and genestealers, rioting would be easy."
Soshyan put his hands behind his back and raised his head slightly, as if staring at the huge emperor statue carved on the wall.
"The people of the empire have very low requirements. If they have a bite to eat every day and a bed to lie on, they will never riot or rebel. So..."
No one could see clearly the expression on Soshyan's covered face.
"...There's only one reason. They can't even meet these two needs. Am I right?"
As he spoke, he waved his hand, and Mark immediately slipped a man in and threw it to the ground. The fat middle-aged man was like a mouse thrown into the spotlight. He immediately curled up and knelt on the ground and kept talking.
"I was wrong" or something like that, while others noticed the uniform he was wearing, which belonged to the Galaxy Defense Monitoring Division.
"When our fleet arrived, we almost exchanged fire with the galaxy's defense system because the response system did not respond immediately. What was the person in charge doing at that time? He was trying to find a way to hide him in the monitoring station warehouse.
Hundreds of tons of smuggled goods were transshipped, but what was in them? Illegal drugs, luxury goods, expensive specimens of alien beasts, alien handicrafts, and the war preparation supplies that should have been inside, none, not a single bit was left."
After that, Soshyan stepped forward, walked around the monitoring station director who was shaking like chaff on the ground, and said slowly:
"I once heard an ancient Terran ballad from an ancient wise man. It may be a bit awkward and hard to pronounce, but I think with your knowledge, you should be able to understand it. It is pronounced like this-"
Big rat, big rat, you have no food for me. I serve you at the age of three, and you are not willing to take care of me. I swear that I will leave you and go to that paradise, paradise, paradise, and I will love you.
Big rat, big rat, you have no food for me. I am serving you at the age of three. I am not willing to be kind to you. I swear that I will leave you and go to that happy country. Happy country. I am worthy of my love.
Big rat, big rat, no food for my seedlings, I serve you at the age of three, and you are not willing to work for me. I swear that I will leave you, and go to the happy suburbs, happy suburbs, happy suburbs, who will be named forever (minor modification~)
When Soshiyang finished reading, everyone present was sweating profusely and silent. The governor was so embarrassed that he almost buried his face in his chest.
"This person will be left to Governor O'Brien to deal with. I hope you can understand that Orps is now facing the crisis of destruction, and everyone must show their determination to rescue the family. I was in St. Cass not long ago.
Paron Parish led the army to fight against the Tyranids. Many people were reluctant to part with this or that. When the enemies came, they found that they would have nothing in the end. It was better to try their best from the beginning. For those who have made meritorious deeds, the empire did not hesitate to reward and
reward."
"Yes, sir, what you are saying is, come here! Drag this dirty dog down! Arrest all his family members, relatives, friends, parents, and brothers! All his property will be confiscated, and all suspects related to him will be investigated vigorously.
Find it out!"
Upon hearing that the governor was gnashing his teeth and rushing to exterminate the clan, the man was so frightened that he fainted.
"Governor O'Brien, I have a suggestion for you. In order to quickly stabilize prices and ensure supply, we must severely crack down on hoarding."
When Soshyan said this, a group of people standing on the right side of the hall dressed in fine clothes and gold and silver showed obviously uneasy expressions.
The Governor lowered his head again.
"You must follow the instructions carefully."
"That doesn't have to be the case. I'm an Astartes. I won't interfere in your scope of authority. I'm just giving you some suggestions."
As he spoke, he turned sideways and raised his hand to point to the few sages of the Mechanicum behind him.
"I brought some supplies from my home planet and Ekvolia. The quantity is not large, but it should be able to alleviate the current predicament of the planet. I will formulate a ration distribution plan to calm the people's emotions first. In addition, those who are rioting
I will send soldiers down to the more intense areas, and the top priority is to quickly calm down the situation and resume production."
"Then...thank you so much! All the soldiers and civilians of Decapolis will always remember Chapter Commander Soshyan Alexey for your great kindness! I have prepared a welcome banquet for you and all the soldiers,
Please don’t despise our rural place.”
"Ha, it's fine if I join, the soldiers still have their work to do."
After receiving Soshyan's reply, the governor immediately signaled his cronies with his eyes, and then exciting music immediately played in the palace, and Soshyan followed him to the banquet hall.
The follow-up was nothing too special, just endless flattery and praise. Soshiyang could see that their level was indeed not very high. Those words were kept over and over again. He was too lazy to remember too many people, just a few.
Key figures.
After the banquet, he had a private meeting with the governor. This was the key.
As the main "sponsor" of Ekvoria, Soshyan played a role in the layout of Orps. Regarding his vision of building an integrated Ekvoria-Dekapolis supply chain, the governor
He agreed with both hands. At the same time, after the two sides had a certain basis for communication, he showed a certain degree of political ambition and kept insinuating to Soshyan that Amara had been frightened crazy by the enemy and was no longer suitable to take on the responsibility.
The burden of the entire sector.
Soshyan was naturally aware of Governor O'Brien's thoughts, and he actually had this consideration in choosing to come to Decapolis.
If the Moff of Amalur proves to be ineffective, or if Amalur is occupied by the enemy, then Orpheus will have to have a new center, and Decapolis is undoubtedly the best choice for the new capital.
Choice, so lay out Decapolis in advance with this layer in mind.
But he won't show it. After all, he hasn't met the Sector Governor yet, and the situation here is not as closed as the Archdiocese. The Minotaur and other war groups will also arrive soon. If he moves too much at the beginning, he will easily be
Seize the handle, so the Shengyan Order will have to wait for a while to take action.
However, as long as he controls the logistics of the theater, then even if he has control of the command, whatever he does in the future will be much easier. This can be regarded as Soshyan's personal strategic style.